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She began rubbing it with her pocket-handkerchief. But calmer thoughts quickly succeeded. “No man can realize,” she said, “what that pit can be. Light the lantern. I did not reckon upon—him. Stanley was inclined to think the censorship should be extended to the supply of what he styled latter-day fiction; good wholesome stories were being ousted, he said, by “vicious, corrupting stuff” that “left a bad taste in the mouth. "I have something further to tell you," pursued Winifred. My destiny, I am afraid, is going to lead me into the ruts. "Keep a sharp look out, Bess. .
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